Well.

I haven't written in forever. I just realized that. I have been writing on this other blog. How is everyone? I realized that this blog became a little behind in my times. Everyone who reads this, generally remembers me from 8th grade, because that's when I created it, but I am in 11th grade now, and a lot has changed. For instance, I have never swore on here. I don't think.. I worry about little things like that. And I generally know who all reads this one, so I know the audience, and I can't be completely and totally honest, because I don't want to offend anyone by my words, so I go on this other blog. I am not going to reveal the name. If you want to read it that bad, you'll find it yourself. Good luck with that though. I don't tell anyone.

I wish this blog could be more realistic, but that isn't possible. I mean, it is, but then someone is going to be offended if I say something off color, or make fun of some subject that is important to them, or rant about something my parents did, even if it was obviously the right thing to do, and my teenagerness told me to argue back. You get the idea. Lets talk about something else.

Music?

Great.

I have a lot of new favorites, new tastes, expanded my musical library from more than just Kate Nash, although she still remains to be my idol and roll model. But now I am listening to a lot more things. A bit of Punk, some pop, rock, R&B, a lot of alternative. Some of my current favorites:

Yeah Yeah Yeahs: Y Control, Pin, Black Tongue, Cold Light, Heads Will Roll, Phenomena, Hysteric
Jesse J: Price Tag, Do It Like a Dude, Abracadabra, Stand Up, Who's Laughing Now
Ingrid Michaelson: Pretty much every song she has ever written - you can't go wrong.
Eminem (Surprisingly...): Just Lose Yourself, Sing for the Moment, When I'm Gone
LCD Soundsystem: Dance Yourself Clean
Sex Pistols: God Save the Queen, Anarchy in the UK, Submission
X-Ray Spex: Oh! Bondage, Up Yours!, I Am a Poseur, Let's Submerge, Art-I-Ficial

There is a decent taste for you to look up. Highly recommend Yeah Yeah Yeah's and Ingrid Michaelson. All very wonderful. Ingrid is for everyone, there is never cursing, always lovely topics, and catchy tunes. It's cute, good mood music. Yeah Yeah Yeahs are more punk/rock, and not recommended for children. Generally they don't swear that badly, but there are a few occasions. It's great for when you're pissed off or mad that you are being rushed.

I got a job. After searching since I was 14. It's at a little place called Bellatazza. It's this cute coffee shop downtown in Bend, and I am learning the ways of a real Barista. I am already a boss at the cash register.

I am in science class right now. I already figured the internet assignment, and so I get to do this. It's nice. I hardly ever have access to a laptop that I DON'T have to keep plugged in at all times. This one's battery actually lasts for more than 10 minutes. It's quite wonderful, really. I'm going to see about getting a new battery for mine. I am sure I am boring you all to tears right now. But I don't have anything else to do, so you might as well just stop reading now, because I'm pretty sure the rest of this is going to be a really long, droning post about absolutely nothing, and ALL about my loathing of science class.

I signed up for this class, being told it was "Oceanography." That sounded awesome! I've always wanted to learn about the ocean and the creatures that inhabit it. But alas, PSYCH! Really this is Earth Science, and it blows. I get to be taught all about the layers of the earth, again. We don't even do cool experiments. We do dumb assignments that suck, and no one likes it, and the teacher looks like a prehistoric ape man. Not even kidding. This is the worst class in the world. It was worse when I had friends in it, because I never listened, and my grades when down the toilet, but now that all my friends were kicked out for talking to much in class, I can actually focus. It's not exciting information I am gaining here, but at least I'm not failing so badly.

Today we had the longest Winter Assembly ever. 2 and a half hours. But, on the bright side, today is the last day of school before winter break. And it is already 12:46, and we get out at 2:45! Less than two hours, bro!

Alright, I really don't want to bore you all so much that you never come back, so I'll just type up crap on my email and then email it back to myself. Creative, right?

See you on the other side.

Oh no.

It's happening. Ever since I was in first grade, I was saying how much I hated Britney Spears. But here she is again, playing on my headphones, blasting into my ears. My friend Maddy somehow made me like her. And we aren't the type to listen to mainstream music. We listen to Underground stuff. The Yeah Yeah Yeahs, Patrick Wolf, Kate Nash, Ingrid Michaelson, Matt and Kim. Not BRITNEY. But here she is, telling me to keep dancing till the world ends. NO. Stop! And I know all the words to a huge amount of her songs. Excuse me while I go vomit.

On another note, yesterday I got a second piercing in my ears. So now I've got the original ones, and then turquoise studs above that. It's pretty cool. I like it a lot. I really want a nose piercing, but then my friend Janet told me all about it and how slow and awful it is as they push a needle through your nose. Thats when I just decided for a second ear piercing. Much less painful. So much better. Plus my entire family doesn't loathe that idea.

I fear that I am turning a bit more punkish... I didn't think I would ever end up like that. I was the girl who wore rainbow sweatshirts. Now I want to do Roller Derby so BAD! But I can't, because my parents don't want to pay for the medical bills that will inevitably turn up. I am going to start saving up for my first mode of transportation. A motorcycle. Cars are nice, but motorcycles you get to feel the wind through your hair and it is so much more fun than a car. I will get a freakin' huge hog so that cars can see me. Ha, it will be so BA.

I am in English, once again. Although this time, completely done with everything and we're only 15 minutes into class. So I guess I will just do this. I wish the school didn't block everything. Then I could actually go on the internet and not just this site and google. I love how they don't block this, but they do block Tumblr. Of course. Whatever. I am going to try and find a website that doesn't block bubble shooter. Maybe I'll write more later. Happy Friday! Be happy that you aren't taking the PSAT tomorrow at 7:30 AM.

Future.

I have to take the PSATs this Saturday at 7:30 AM. I do not want to take the PSATs this Saturday at 7:30 AM. I want to be asleep on Saturday at 7:30 AM.

But, alas, I will be taking the PSATs. I can't wait. I just love taking tests where you have to fill in the scantron bubbles and then you get off track and you mess them all up and its just utter chaos. Why can't I just circle the correct answer.

I have to start thinking about College. What one I want to go to, how I will pay for it, or will I get a scholarship? I need a job. I need to save money. Get some means of transportation. Car, motorcycle? I don't know. I need extracurriculars to graduate. I am only in GSA. I don't know if I need more than that. I don't know how to cook, or even use the washer and dryer. How pathetic is that? When I move out, what am I supposed to do? When I move out? I'm going to be 18 in less than a year. I have to think about my future. I have to figure out where I will live, and how I will pay for that. I have to get groceries, health care, insurance. I don't want this stuff in my life. I want to continue making mud pies in the backyard and know my parents have everything under control.

Not anymore though. It's time to take a step up and start taking care of myself...

But I guess there are good aspects of the future as well. Falling in love, for example. I can't wait to fall in love and get married. Have two children and raise them. Hold their tiny bodies in my arms and then watch them grow up and soon enough they will be panicking about the same things I am on this post. I can't wait to get a house with my husband, and find out what career I will choose. Will I end up being a musician? Or will it be an artist? Writer? Illistrator? Or will it surprise me. Will I be a doctor? A lawyer. No. I won't be those things. I can't wait to grow old with my one true love and see where life takes us. Takes me. I don't know what I will do. I am excited to find out, but a little horrified as well. I don't know how I am going to get there, to this life that I write about.

Let's talk about something else a little lighter. Oh, guess what. Once again I am sitting in English class. I am way ahead of schedule on this paper we are writing, and I am tired of pretending to still be editing it, seeing as that was done days ago. I accidentally was put in the average Lit and Comp class, and I belong in Honors. Oh well, it's nice to have a little break. I am exhausted right now. I can't wait for this weekend - well, not Saturday, but Sunday, because I can sleep and sleep and sleep all day long. I need to catch up. Today is Wednesday. On Wednesday's me and my friends all walk downtown after school and hang out down there until dinner time. Plus, on Wednesdays, school ends at 1:00 rather than 2:45. I don't know why, but I love it. It's so short. I am going to go to the Claire's store sometime soon, preferable today, and get a second ear piercing. 40 dollars for both ears. I have a $20 gift certificate for there. So I might as well. I was going to get a nose piercing, but then my friend Janet told me about how when she got hers she almost passed out. They slowly stick a needle through your nose. I am a pansy. I cannot deal with that kind of pain. So instead, I will pierce my ears again, seeing as that is not painful, and fast, with that quick little gun. Thank the Lord.

Class is almost out. Finally. Even though todays classes are 30 minutes long. So easy. It's ridiculous. Still too long though. I might take a nap in Earth Science next period. I used to like science. I guess when I had a cool science teacher it was awesome. But when you have a science teacher who looks like a primitive man and talks about things you've never heard of and he never bothered to explain, you end up not really liking science anymore. Hint, hint - GRADEK, come teach me science here!

I'll talk to you all later. I don't really know if any one even reads this old thing anymore. Whatever. :)

What I Should Be Doing

I should be using Inspiration 8 in English class right now. My student teacher is teaching us about this program that looks like it was made in 1904 and so I did it really fast and then came over here to do this. Because just typing about what I should be doing is more fun that actually doing what I should be doing. This is taking forever. Today we get the key to our new house. After school I am walking downtown to it and painting my room this beautiful tribal orange color. It is so pretty. Right now it is painted purple with butterflies. I do not want that as my room. So I am painting it orange. There is a big basement, which is basically for me and my brother, Sam. We are going to nail up cardboard to the walls, and then paint all over it really cool. The basic layer is going to be painted as brick, then we will just graffiti is up. I am really excited. On Saturday is when we really bring everything from our old house in. I am so glad that this new house is downtown. Just like back in McMinnville. This is going to be great, but on the other hand, I am once again never going to have money. But then again, maybe I will, since I live so close I can just walk downtown with my guitar and make some more money busking! I am so THRILLED!

I keep having to change the screen whenever the student teacher comes over here. We aren't even turning this in, we are just learning how to use it, and I am not even going to use this because I've already got a systematic way of typing up essays. I do not want to use Inspiration 8 every time. It is quite infuriating. I would rather waste my time on the internet playing uphill rush and typing on my blog. It appears that during the school year I type on here a lot more often than I do in the summer. I guess I just have to sit in front of a computer more often and it is boring and thus, the blog post. It's too easy to set up 'Spaces' and then just rotate between screens. Wow. I sound like such a nerd.

Oh. My. Goodness. This is so repetitive. I should be paying attention. But why would I pay attention when I already know how to use this? Thank God it is Wednesday and that means a short day for Bend-LaPine schools. We get out at one. We have seven periods in a day. Therefore, each class period is 35 minutes long on Wednesday, just enough time to not get anything beneficial done. So I just do stuff that is beneficial to me. Okay. Class is almost out.

Until the next time where I get to waste the day away.

Over and out,
Kate.

Class.

I really hope that since I finished my paper in English class, I can actually be on here blogging.. Maybe if my teacher sees me typing she'll just think I am still working on my paper. Or maybe this is okay. I did get my work done. I absolutely love Bend High. It is so wonderful. All of it. I have so much fun everyday. It's weird to wake up and look forward to school. For the first two years of High School, I woke up and wanted nothing more than to jut curl up under my covers and never go to school. I hated it with a fiery passion. I don't know what it is about Summit High that didn't work with me. There are truly some really nice people there. Also a lot of plastic people. In general, everyone judges a lot. I would smile at people in the hall, and then receive a nice, friendly glare. How kind! At BHS, that doesn't happen. It's so incredible. I can't believe it. I didn't think any high schools worked like that. I wore a mohawk to school last week. People commented on it and said it was awesome. I felt happy that I work such a crazy haircut. At Summit, I would be looked at like, "WTF?!" and then get royally judged. Goodie! It's Friday today. Class is almost out. Maybe I'll blog later. I have to clean up this mess I've made and turn in my really, really exciting paper. WOO.

Oh Yeah...

So for a while there, I forgot I had a blog.. Seeing as I haven't written in way too long. A really exciting few things happened though!

First off, I paid my outstanding library fine of, yes, $13.00 off, so now I feel like a free human, and I've been reading a lot, seeing as I can now get books again. But I have resisted paying that fine for so long that I've forgotten how to use a library, so now I have to work on that. Good thing librarians are there to find the books for you. I recently finished reading 'Push' by Sapphire, 'Where The Heart Is' by Billie Letts, 'The Female Brain' by someone who's name I forgot, and 'The Road' by Cormac McCarthy. Excellent books! I enjoyed all of them! Highly recommended!

Secondly, I am officially a Bend High School student! I no longer go to Summit High! I'm so thrilled about this. Summit was great for the first two years of HS, and it taught me a lot of things about myself and taught me patience, but mainly it taught me that I needed to continue for my search for "Indie Hipster Funk Soul Brothers" to make friends with. Which brought me to BHS, where through a Summit friend, I met some amazing friends, Maddy, Alex, and Janet! And I'm beginning to meet their friends and make friends with them and everything is so great I almost can't believe it and have to make sure I'm not dreaming this. It's so fun, that after waiting for 2 years to find my perfect friend group, and I finally have and it's greater than I expected! I am always having fun, and I am loving the person I am becoming. Just last year, I hated school, and home, and people, and family, and generally life, and wondered what the point was, and I guess you could say that I shrunk up inside myself and became just a shadow of the crazy Kate Kennedy I once was. Until just recently, I have exploded out of my shadowy self and now I feel like I could take on the world. I am so thrilled, and I love everything, and I look forward to new challenges! I can't wait to have this fresh start at BHS. Everyone asks if I'm transferring to BHS because of Summit drama and that no matter where I go there will be drama, but what they don't understand is that I'm transferring because there are people at BHS that are like me, and original, and non exclusive. Sure, there will be the traditional cliques and shit, but now that I have met a sturdy group of friends, I'm going to be able to get through them without being majorly injured. I look forward to this coming school year. I really like re-learning the meaning of fun.

Third, uhh.. I don't know, but I just can't wait to see what comes across my path these next few years. I look forward to seeing what I do after HS. If my uncle is still living in NYC, then I might go there for a gap year and do some waitressing because to me that has always sounded fun, and start saving up for what life throws at me, and I will try and pursue a musical career. Millions have done it, I want to be one of them.

Tomorrow night I'm going downtown to First Friday Art Walk and I'll be playing guitar on the street for the evening. Hopefully I can make some money for the month. We'll see. 13 days until my birthday, I can't even wait to be seventeen. I've waited for this for a long time. One year and 13 days until I am officially an adult. That freaks me out more than anything though. My parents say that it freaks them out, but I've over here sharting my pants thinking that I'm going to have to start supporting myself and living my life and not just taking naps and checking facebook all day.

It's going to be a long haul these next several years. Who knows what I am going to do with my life. I haven't the faintest idea.

Kate Kennedy Music...

I know it sounds conceded, but I made a "Kate Kennedy Music" fan page.. I didn't really send it out to people, I mainly made it so on my business cards it could say, "Find me on Facebook!!" Cheesy, I know. Here's the link.

Brigitte Aphrodite!

So, I've been saving up money to finally purchase my wish list on iTunes. I got a Lenka's new Album, "Two", 3 albums by Ingrid Michaelson,"Girls and Boys," "Be OK," and "Everybody." All of them are amazing! I also bought "Let it Die" by Feist. Then I bought a few singles. But one thing that I bought, was an EP album called, "I Dream Myself Awake," by Brigitte Aphrodite. An interesting mix up. I first heard the song named after the title, and instantly fell in love with it. It was different. Loud. Instrument-y. All together wonderful. Then I heard the second song on the EP, "Miss Hedonistic." While at one point, I felt the need to cringe and change the song, at the same time, I felt like I needed to turn the volume WAY up, as well as the bass, and really just shake my head around. It was a fiery love, and a severe hatred all jumbled into one. I partially felt like I should not play it because I didn't want to annoy my parents with all the different rhythms mixed together, and different voices, but I also couldn't have cared less. It was so.... Full of passion. I don't know. I can't find words to express it.

But Miss. Aphrodite, if you ever google yourself, and this post pops up, I just want to let you know. A+. Winner of an album. I look forward to your next one. I am truly inspired. I would like to use Kate Nash's record company, 'Have 10p Records.' I am thrilled that she started her own. Well done to both of you. Keep the music coming. I am jittery with musical delight!

106.7 KPOV!!!

Listen to KPOV Bend Radio on July 22 starting at 8 PM! I'll be kicking off the show! Playing some tunes for you all! Don't miss the shout outs I'll be giving! If you don't live in Bend, there is a live stream online!

High Fashion.

To be quite frank, I love fashion. The problem with this is, I can't afford fashion. Which is why I wear Target brand clothes. This is my ideal closet selection. Someday.

One day.

Life on my Own?

After my 5 days of camp, I decided to stay in the McMinnville area and just catch up with all the friends I haven't seen in months. My 'home' here is my grandparent's house, but I am mainly just couch surfing at all my friends. My grandparents have an extra car, and they are letting me use it for the week -- But I have to stay in Mac. Which is okay with me. The first night back I stayed at a family friend's place, the Dyments, and had a blast there catching up with them, then I spent the day at my grandparent's place, then the next night at my cousin's place, and tonight I believe I will be back at my grandparents. I don't know where I will be tomorrow. I'm basically making plans spur of the moment. Today I hung out with my childhood best friend, Tasha Balwit. Had a blast with her! Lots of catching up to do! On Wednesday, my DCC friend is coming to Newberg, and she will probably try and make it to Mac also, so we will hang out then! Plus I would like to see Danii and Hannah sometime again, girls sleepover? I don't know.

It feels really weird being here without my whole family, and having a car to use as my own for the week. I like it, but everything feels unsure. I don't know if I will have a place to stay every night (of course I will - at my grandparents, but still, its rough out here!) and I don't know where I will get a meal, and I am living off basically 6 dollars ($3.51 now...) I think I have some quarters in my wallet. I've got my writing stationary, a sleeping bag, a pillow, and a phone. Thats pretty much all I need at this point. What I have learned though in the past few weeks, is that I am really not ready to live on my own yet. I pray that my parents will spend my last 2 years living at home teaching me how to live on my own. Of course, this week I did learn how to use a washer and drying, get green beans ready, and some other stuff I bet, but I can't really remember now...

Just a few months ago, while I was rather miffed with my parents, I remember saying, "I can't wait to live on my own!!"

If you are a teenager, and you have said this, take it back. You don't mean it. It's sketchy out here. You have to think about what you're doing. There isn't a warm meal at home waiting for you, and you don't have your own bed, and you have to think about the gas in the car, and how expensive it is, and how you are going to pay for it, and you have to remember to eat when its time to eat, and sleep when its time to sleep, and it is intimidating as hell out here. Even though I know I have a place to sleep, and food to eat, just being alone for a week and making so many plans freaks me out! Take advantage of the time you are still living with your parents! Have fun! Don't worry about what you will do tomorrow, or when you'll eat again. You still have time. Once you move out... Thats when you really need to start using that brain of yours for things much, much more important than just dumb old math. Thats when some of the school stuff you learn finally comes in handy. Like how to count money, and tell time. That has helped me a lot this week.

Oh, I just finished reading this amazing book - It's Kind of a Funny Story by Ned Vizzini. My favorite quote from the book is this, live by it:

I know something’s changing in me. It

might not be dramatic, but it’s real. And for the first time in a while, I can look forward to things I want to do in my life...

Bike. Eat. Drink. Talk. Ride the

subway. Read. Read maps. Make maps. Make art. Have a party. Hug my mom. Kiss my dad. Kiss my little sister. Make out with Noelle. Make out with her more. Take her on a picnic. See a movie with her. See a movie with Aaron. Heck, see a movie with Nia. Tell people my story. Volunteer at Three North. Help people like Bobby. Like Muqtada. Like me. Draw more. Draw a person.Draw a naked person. Draw Noelle naked.Run. Travel. Swim. Skip. I know it’s lame, but, whatever, skip anyway... Breathe. Breathe. Breathe. Live.

Drift Creek Camp!

Well, I just finished my 6th year going to DCC, and as usual, it was the best! It's always the best part of the year for me. I made many, many new friends, and had two amazing counselors. So thankful for that! I left Sunday with Danii and Hannah Coe for camp from McMinnville. It was a long drive over filled with much singing. I'm pretty sure we listened to "Last Friday Night (TGIF)" 3 times.. Her grandma drove us, and gotta say, she's a pretty hip grandma. I got a huge bag of salt-water taffy over in Lincoln City before we drove up to the camp, and snacked on that for quite some time. When we finally reached the camp, we were 2 hours early. So we got to hang out with Casey, Karli and Abby because they were there early, and we got to meet our counselors!

Their names were Jalisa (JA-LI-SA! was the chant) and Krista (KRI-I-STA! Didn't work out quite as well..) and when you smush their names together you get JA-LIS-TA! And then it works great! Anyways, our whole cabin agreed that they were the best counselors any of us had had yet. We got pretty much the best cabin in the whole camp, Siuslaw, which is on the 3rd floor of the lodge and has its own bathrooms and showers, plus its extremely large! This is my second year in a row getting this cabin! HUZZAH! Soon more of our soon-to-be cabin mates started showing up until we had a hearty cabin of 14 campers! All of which were extremely delightful! They were Danii, Hannah, Paige, Marianne, Lisa, Fiona, Corrie, Abby, Joanna, Karly and Karli, Casey, and Calla! Best cabin buddies (butties) ever!

That night was a hard core game of Human Foosball, and then we all slept soundly! The next day began the best week ever. So many laughs, and we all got to know each other so well, so fast. I was thankful for that. I had a lot on my mind during camp, and I am so glad my counselors were so trustworthy and kind, and had great senses of humor because I was able to talk to them about a lot of it. Thank goodness. Without the lovely Kate Plotner there to talk too, I was completely lost. Good thing I was surrounded by magnificent people. We had many laughs, playing in trees, and hiding in shrubs.

By the end of the week the whole camp was playing a game called 'Double Tap' which is very funny, and a bit stressful. When you take a drink of water, or whatever fine beverage you're drinking, you have to tap it twice on the table when you set it down. If you fail to do this, and someone catches you, then you get dared to do something, and you have to do it before the meal session is over. And you HAVE too. It's never anything bad, just hilarious. There were people standing up on the tables singing, and people going up to other random people, taking a bite of their food, putting the food back on their plate, and walking away as if nothing had even happened. That was me. At one point during the black light night with all the loud music, my friend Paige and I both single tapped, and got dared to go up too our counselors and dirty-dance on them. That was the most awkward thing that I've probably ever done. So embarrassing! Dang it! Then we ran back to our tables as fast as we could and I'm sure if the lights were on, everyone could see how beet red our faces were. My face was literally HOT. My apologies!!!

We played the Amazing Race too on one of the days, but due to my broken knee injury and the still slow recovery of it, I was unable to participate in most of it because it was a lot of running. But that was totally fine by me. So I just sat in the sun and ate pretzels and talked with Jalisa while everyone else was out and about running. Too bad. Later, since I was baking in the hot sun, a big group of us went down to the swimming hole. There, I made my own little race. I ran down the sandy hill, swam across the river, stood up on the big rock on the other side, swam back across (There is a bit of a current), and ran back up the hill in 30 seconds, which is record time for a gimp like me! Everyone got a great laugh out of me attempting to run. In my mind I was thinking a. This is really funny, I must look mental and b. If I take one wrong step I could re break my knee. So it was like I was panicking jollily. Is jollily even a world? I like it. Later, after swimming, the girls from our cabin creeked Krista, and then went up to get Jalisa next, but she ran off, obviously knowing she was next. Dang.

You know what isn't a word? Totes Innapropes (Totally Innapropriate for those of you who aren't in the loop of shortening words). Neither are words, but they spread through our cabin like wildfire. We even had our counselors saying it by the end of the week! That was a laugh! This year I brought my guitar to camp! I sure am glad I did! I had a blast with everyone! We played pretty much every song in my binder, and later serenaded the boy's cabins with The Way I Am by Ingrid Michaelson and Sea of Love by Cat Power. Both excellent! For the Acoustic Cafe part of the night, our whole cabin went up and sang Hallelujah and had many different harmonies. It was beautiful! So proud of everyone! Danii sang Sea of Love for the Cafe while I played guitar and I was SO PROUD OF MY BESTIE!!! GO DANII!!! And then I played Closer to Fine by the Indigo Girls for it, and that was fun :).

I really don't know if I will be able to make it a whole year. This year was life changing, and I want to go back so bad already, and it's only been a day. I am so thankful for everyone who I met, and for everyone who I got to know even better. I plan on keeping in touch with everyone, and hopefully visiting everyone also! No matter how long I blog, I could never begin to explain how much fun, and how much I appreciate everyone in Siuslaw! If any of you girls are reading this, I love you so much!! Thanks for such a great week! COME VISIT ME IN BEND!!!!!!!!

So Much Great!

In 3 days I am leaving to go on a remarkable adventure with Danii, up to Drift Creek Camp, which is basically like the best place in the whole world, and I am SO excited! Not to mention it is officially SUMMER VACATION! This July it will have been a year since I learned to play guitar and I'm so happy! I love it so much! I cannot get enough. I'm bringing my guitar to DCC! Then I think I am going to stay in the valley for maybe 5ish days, and just see everyone, Hannah and Danii and I will do the usual sleepover, I definitely want to see Tasha, and make a really funny movie with my hilarious cousins Emily and Caitlin! I want to see my whole family, and I'll stay with Grandma and Grandpa! AH ITS GOING TO BE SO FUN!!! Plus I just cleaned, re-organized, re-arranged, and re-decorated my room and it looks completely different! I love it so much!! Its totes cool. And so clean! Almost unbelievable! And guess what else! On June 29th my 6 months of having a driver's license are up, and I can drive friends around! I'm so excited! Life will be SO much easier now that I can just pick people up and dropp them off! No more begging for a ride to so and so's house. Ah thank goodness. And more good news - I transfered schools! I went to Summit High, and now I am going to Bend High! Its going to be so much fun! I look forward to fitting in again! Like in middle school, the good old days. Actually, I didn't really fit in there, but at least I had a bunch of really amazingly great friends! As you can read about earlier on in the first few posts of this blog. Back when it used to be called "Pranksters R Us." Yeah, gooooooood times.

Oh Goodness.

There is something I need to figure out. How to make friends. Of course I have all my school friends who I love, but we don't actually have anything in common, so hanging out outside of school is just awkward. Just sitting around. Then I have one friend who I enjoy hanging out with wherever, but she goes to Bend High, and I go to Summit, so that just doesn't work well. Then I recently made a friend at Summit who is actually like me, and likes guitar, music, art, and all that, but he's a boy. Which is also difficult because in High School, you make friends with a guy and soon they start liking you. I just don't want a boyfriend right now. I want some really good, solid friendships. Maybe one of those good friendships will turn into a relationship, but right now, I just want friends. I make friends with a guy, and I have this gut feeling that he likes me. I'm fine with it. I'm not going to make things awkward or treat him any differently. But I don't want to risk ruining a brand new friendship with a boyfriend. Either things will go really good, or they'll fail right at the start and then BAM, another friendship down the drain. I think next year I'm switching schools to go to Bend High, but I'm waiting for the principals of my school and the other one to approve my application. If thats all approved, then I will be a Lava Bear next year, rather than a Thunder Cat. What even is a Thunder Cat? I really don't know. I want to change schools because I'm ready for a fresh start. Things at Summit just haven't worked out from the first day of Freshman year, till now. Its been nearly two full years and I'm still unhappy at this school. Isn't high school supposed to be fun? I want my last two years to be good. I think BHS is going to offer some stuff to me that Summit never has. There are less cliques, and cliques are what keep getting in my way. Lets leave 'em.

Talk to you later.

xoxo, Kate

Biking and Dreams

Today I wanted to go downtown to hang out with my friends Maddy and Alex. My family was all out at Smith Rocks, and I am not one for hiking, so I decided to stay here. But since there wasn't a car I could take to get downtown, I had to bike. So thats 2.5 miles downhill to get there. Piece of cake. Easy. It was finally a warm day and it was beautiful out! I loved it, minus the clouds of gnats by the river (Thank goodness for glasses. My eye shields.) .... So I got down there, hung out with them for awhile, and saw a bunch of baby Jack Russel puppies! I almost died. I know that is the stupidest thing to say, "I almost died" but I really did. I teared up a little knowing that I didn't get to have a puppy, and I considered slipping one that I called George into my backpack and riding away into the sunset. I didn't. But I seriously thought about it... Anyways. I ended up sitting in the gate with them for like 15 minutes and holding one that fell asleep in my arms. OHMYGOODNESS! I want one. All I have is a stupid cat that hates being held. Hates the world in general. Then I had to bike home...

That was again, 2.5 miles home. Only this time, uphill. I still have a bad knee from when I broke it last August. Plus I can't turn my bike to gear one because its broken.. So I am pedaling with all my might. I finally got home, and I felt like my brain had smashed up against the front of my forehead. My head felt so heavy and I totally thought I was going to pass out. I didn't thank goodness. But even worse, I completely forgot that I had a babysitting job tonight! AURG!! Most embarrassing thing in the whole world. I had never babysat for them before, and I was determined to get there on time and make a good impression. Instead, I nearly pass out on our couch, then forget about the job until one hour later. Stab. Me. In. The. Head. I feel SO bad!! I'm going to give them an apology card with a coupon for one free babysitting. I feel like crap. Mental slap to the face.

Also lately -- Dreams. Every night I have dreams. Every night. Literally. Its not like most nights. Its EVERY night. My favorite part of the day is night. Thats kind of an oxymoron, but its totally true. I look forward to night. Its so entertaining. So thrilling. Dreams are so cool. Two nights ago I had 3 dreams in one night! I remembered them all and they were all LONG dreams with story lines. It was so crazy. One of them I was flying (Yeah, flying!) around Bend with Danii, and we were going to fast, and we landed at this deserted airport and we were walking around and everything was so strange. We went inside and it was the Evergreen Aviation Museum. So random.. That was the shortest of them. The longest one I'm only gonna give you a short summary cause it took up three full pages in my journal to write down, and I don't want to explain it again. My brother and I were on this weird island and there was this MASSIVE treehouse. We were digging up dirt around it, and he said to me, "What is the point of us digging all this dirt?" and I said, "Sam, you know this is what we need to survive the night" and he just kept digging. In the distance I saw this weird creature. It was like a mix of a Jack Russel and a wild boar (what's up with all this Jack Russel stuff lately!?). It was light pink, and had belts of leather armor with metal studs all over them and jagged scars running down its face. My computers going to die. Thats a shame. I guess you can make up the rest.

Best word(s) of the day: Totes Innapropes.

(P.S: I beat the wild Boar Russel.

Hardcore Parkour.

My brother, his friend and I all made this Parkour video. In extreme cheesy-ness, I think that this has made my day. I laughed so hard I had to race back home as fast as I could before I peed my pants. That fast. I couldn't eat dinner because my stomach hurt so bad from laughing. So great. Especially the end. The ice cream. Ohhhh I'm laughing again!

Song Writing.

I don't know why, but I am having the toughest time trying to write a song. Just one. Just so I can say, "Why yes, I have indeed written a song!" But I just can't. I bought myself a little Moleskin leather bound writing journal, in hopes that it would inspire me, and also because I've seen so many poets walking around with one. I can't remember if I already wrote about the Poetry Slam I went to last week, but in case I didn't, here it is. I went to a Poetry Slam last week. Fancy that! It was great. So much truth in spoken word. It was like music, minus the change in pitch and instruments or really even singing. But it was beautiful. I loved it so much. Anyways, it inspired me a lot, so I bought the little Moleskin at Target, and I've been writing (or at least attempting to) poetry. None of them rhyme. Well, one does, but its four lines and it is awful! I don't know why its so difficult for me to write songs. My friend Brian can whip out songs in minutes. And they're great! He wrote one about Diet Coke in class the other day, and it was completely stuck in my head ALL DAY. Then these other kids in my guitar class presented a song they had written for the class, and they had a couple guitars, and a drum, and it sounded SO great and I was thinking to myself the whole time, "I would totally buy this on iTunes." I want it. I just don't get it. These performers were Freshman. They wrote this killer song that could become really, really popular. I guess try and fail, and repeat are the steps I'll have to take to finally get a song. One day though. Maybe. Why would I have such a big dream to be a rockstar if I couldn't write songs?! For crying out loud.

I have a couple quotes that are my favorite Office quotes that I'd like to share also. Seeing as its Thursday night and The Office is on tonight.

"Kevin... This is a button" -Holly Flax
"And Kevin Jefferson was out chasing a butterfly!" -Dwight Schrute

Why.

I honestly have to ask -- WHY did Elementary school even bother teaching everyone cursive? They told us all, "You need to learn it because you will use it later in life." When? When exactly is that? I use print. I write each letter as an individual, and so do most people I know. Why do we do this? Well, one, its readable. Every time I get a letter in the mail from my either of my grandma's, its in cursive. The letter will take me more or less 10 minutes to decipher. They're never even that long. I hate reading cursive. I have to squint, re read things over and over again, try and figure out is that a T or and L? Is it and E or and R? Come on. I just despise it. If its written nice, it can be beautiful! But the majority of the time, its sloppy, fast, and smudgy. I cannot read it. Elementary school lied to us all. Think about that. It hurts doesn't it. I spent far too much time perfecting my uppercase G's than I needed to. FAR TOO MUCH TIME. 


Curses.

Sasquatch! Music Festival?!

Sasquatch! Music Festival (SMF)

So, I've been hearing a lot of really good things about the SMF. Like how there are SO many bands that come play, and how they are the kind of bands that I like, the not popular ones, but the AMAZING ones. I really want to go to this. Tickets are like 80 bucks though, and I am lacking 80 bucks, because all my money at the time is going to my Disneyland fund.. Also, I would want an extra 100 dollars to buy CD's and Band stuff while I was there. Plus Gas money. I want to go to this. I went totally pro-planner when that Kate Nash concert came up, whats so different about this? Well, the tickets for that concert was only 20 dollars, not 80... And its not in George, Washington. Which is a lot of gas money. I don't see this happening this year.. Maybe next year. That would be fun. That would give me a full year to save, and by then I would have had my license for over a year, so I could drive other people. I could road-trip down with a bunch of friends! Oh yeah. Okay, so all that out loud thinking really helped. See, look where its gotten me! I'm gonna go to Sasquatch next year. Yeahhh! 

New Haircut --- Again.

I'm addicted to getting haircuts. Its just so fun. I love change. This time it didn't get shorter, but just more layered and I got what my mom calls Bieber Bangs but I think they are just cute bangs. Not Biebery at all. I also got it re-dyed teal. KP did it, and it looks spectacular! Here's some pictures!

The Teeth Smirk.

 Average Smile. I look like me mum!
Big eyes and the closed mouth smirk. I do this a lot.

                                            I tried with my glasses but I just think it looks
                                            better without.


Also, my Aunt Lucy introduced me to Adele. She is an amazing singer! I love it! So pretty. I love the songs Rolling in the Deep and Set Fire to the Rain. Such great songs. All of them are amazing! I highly recommend listening to her.

I have to wonder -- do people actually read this, or am I just writing to an unknown oblivion in the middle of internet world where it will never be seen? I don't like that thought. I like to think that I have a few people that read. Oh well. If not, its nice to spill it out into blog formation.

I had a fantastic weekend this weekend. That was a funky sentence. I didn't like it much. But you get the point. My family went out of town, but I stuck around here in Bend because I didn't feel like driving a whole bunch. KP came and stayed with me, on account of, I am far too scared to stay home ALONE at night because you never know when murderers come around, am I right? So she stayed, and we had a great time! We made loads of food, watched The Waitress which you should see if you haven't, and just had a really great time! We made this amazing cake for some friends of ours engagement party. It took two days to create, she did most of the work, but I made little fondant coffee beans as decoration, and they turned out swell.

Isn't it beautiful?! Totally looks professional! 

We stayed up into the late hours of the night creating this thing, even though neither of us are very huge cake fans. Pie is a much better way to go. Juicier, not so sweet, plus it has crust, and crust is amazing. We stayed up so late that by the time we finished every night, we were so deliriously tired that everything was just hilarious. Its great when that happens. Only not when you wake up in the morning and its near impossible to open your eyes. Thats bad news. 

I like typing. It feels great. Flying fingers across this keyboard. Which happens to be getting quite hot due to the fact that I think my computer is over-heating. Shucks. I should close it. 

Au Revoir imaginary readers! I hope you are out there maybe! 

Weirdness!

Okay, so for two and a half years now, my family has been looking to buy a house. We've probably looked at half the houses in this city, which is a lot, made offers on multiple houses, and been generally sick of house hunting, and finally, finally, we got a house. Its a cute little red house, and its close to one of my close friends Maya, and almost across the street from my school. It has a big, fenced back yard which means we'll probably get a little Labradoodle puppy, and I've wanted a dog for a whole 16 years of my life -- which really is all my life. I am so excited. I plan on painting my room white, and having all my furniture be black, white and red. I will have a bulletin board wall, because if you could see the walls of the house we are in now, you would know why. They are covered in photos, drawing, posters, paintings, collages, letters, cool wrappers, and a cheetah snuggie is acting as my curtain for the time being, but I rather like it. I plan on putting up some shelves, that are nailed to the wall. That way I can keep my room cleaner. I can't wait to move. Its a foreclosure, so we'll be moving into it in about a month's time. So soon! This next month will be Hell Month. Packing, having the house inspected, painting rooms and furniture, getting rid of stuff, going to IKEA (again), and in all this time my mom and I have tickets to go to Disneyland in less than a month, and for the whole month of April we are getting another French exchange student named Marine Prallet! I am so excited to meet her, but the poor girl will be smack in the middle of us moving! It will be crazy times. Plus we have loads of puppy research to do. I'll post pictures once I get some! I am so excited! Two and a half years later - The Kennedy's have officially moved to Bend! Hooray!

Step 5 - Check.

So, I've got this rulebook in my mind. More like a guide I suppose.. Not rules. Yes. Lets start over.

So, I've got this guidebook in my mind. It tells me the steps to become a rockstar. Slowly, I am beginning to accomplish them. Here are the steps that I know of so far: 

Step 1. Learn guitar (Also continue learning) - Check

Step 2. Get singing lessons - Check

Step 3. Get over fear of singing in front of people - Check

Step 4. Dye hair - Check! (Teal streaks as well as blonde and brown streaks!)

Step 5. Get ears pierced - Check!! (Got them done today!)

Step 6. Get nosed pierced - Not yet accomplished (NYA) ((Not really for rock-stardom, but more just for fun.))

Step 7. Start writing music - NYA

Step 8. Play music downtown as street musician - NYA (Too cold out.)

Step 9. Post original music on Facebook, MySpace, YouTube - NYA

Step 10. Ask around at coffee shops and little quiet restaurants if I can play live. (I know people who do this!)

Step 11. Keep at all of the above until I begin getting noticed. Then, go for the throat, and grab that rock-stardom and bring it down. Gotta keep trying, eventually, if I work hard enough, its got to happen. 

Kate Nash -- Thank you for all your inspiration. 

Such and such.

I was in the school talent show last night -- My friend Brian McGinnis and I did the song Lucky by Jason Mraz on guitar. It was great, we practiced a lot. Our voices sounded fantastic, and other than the fact that the Tech Crew screwed up the amp before we went on, it wasn't bad. Happy March also!

I'm going to be a rockstar, no doubt about it. Last night I got this feel when I was onstage that was just this amazing adrenaline rush, yet nervous, and anxious, but altogether it was great, and I want that again. I've tried twice now to form bands, first one never even got together once, second one.. Well, we're still together, but we don't know what we're doing. So I decided that I am just going to write my own songs, and then see if I can play in coffee shops downtown and stuff, and play those for now. Also, my two musical idols, Kate Nash and Lily Allen both got famous by posting the songs they wrote on myspace. Producers heard them, and wanted to get them recorded. And so on. Now their famous. I'm thinking I'll just post some stuff around Facebook, I'm not much of a MySpace person, but I've got an ancient account, so I'll post some stuff on there too when I eventually write something. Its a start. I'm taking a Guitar class write now, which is also a song-writing class, so theres another step in the direction of being a Rockstar. Also, I'm taking voice lessons also, so that I can get a wider range and a stronger voice. I've got to be able to belt it out good and strong if I'm going to be famous, right? One day. I can't wait.

I just thought of something, what if 10 years from now I look back on this post (if I'm famous) and I think, wow, I totally achieved my dream! I would be so proud. I want everyone to get their dream! That would be great. I'm constantly lost in my daydreams of performing on a big stage, all this amazing music. I've also sort of learned how to play Piano lately, and I recently learned Ukulele also! I plan on learning Trumpet soon, hopefully Banjo, Saxophone, and Violin also. I love instruments. Oh and Bass. I want to learn Bass. I would say Drums too, but those are just SO big and difficult to transport.

Last weekend I saw the Justin Bieber movie with my friend Danii. Before you go and laugh at me, let me tell you, he worked extremely hard to get where he is today. Do you laugh at me because I'm trying to achieve my dream? It was inspiring actually. It gave me ideas of other ways to get my music out there for people to discover. His voice isn't fake either. He can sing very, very well even without the help of a studio like a lot of modern day pop singers. He is actually talented. Just because his voice hasn't fully matured and he has that dumb feathery haircut, and nearly every girl between the ages of 3-17 swoons at the sight of him, doesn't mean he's a totally freak. He's not bad. Give the whole "Lets make fun of Justin Bieber and we can be cool" thing a rest, okay? You don't have to like him, but you also don't have to make fun of him to be 'cool.' Its rude.

Antidote

By B. Reith. Its a great song, so pretty in my opinion! 

Ponders.

You know how you can ponder something, and that is called pondering? Like pondering your thoughts. Well, I think that a collection of thoughts should be called 'Ponders.' So, here are some recent ponders.

This week is extremely long. Also short. Its already Thursday, and it was just Monday. BUT, so much has happened in this one week, that when I go back and think about it, it almost makes me want to clonk myself on the head and knock myself out. I don't like thinking about how much has gone on. What is it with high school and drama? And friends? And not knowing what to do, until you get so confused and frustrated and angry and sad that you can't even function, and you spend the whole school day just doodling in the back of your notebooks? There is only one plus to that. And that is that some pretty great doodles come from it. Thats it. No body likes being 'confrangrad.' Thats a mix of confused, frustrated, angry and sad all mixed (Pronounced 'Con-frang-rad'). Nobody likes that.

In my opinion, High School can be AWESOME, but also, the most lamest thing ever invented. Most guys just get so full of themselves, with their pants down to their mid-calves, and their t-shirts that would be big on Andre the Giant. And those hats that sit HIGH above their foreheads. Whats up with those? C'mon?! And the girls, goodness gracious!! Honestly, its ridiculous how much we care about what we say, what we wear, who we date, who we're friends with, what kind of music you listen too, how much of one subject you should talk about before it becomes obnoxious (i.e Harry Potter, Kate Nash, Britain), how long we should consider what we say to someone before we actually say it, even though when the time comes, we usually forget what we were going to say, and just improv it. I mean, this can get inCREDibly stressful!

Lately, I've been so stressed (Not for just the above posted reasons, others too) that I have been constantly felt sick. For over a month now! Its not actually anything, but its been bringing me down, and keeping me from getting good sleep, and I'm not even eating as much because I've lost appetite. That is BAD, for Kate Kennedy. Food is my favorite thing, and when I don't have the appetite to eat it, it really can bring down a day. Or when I stay up until 2 am cringing with stomach pains. Thankfully I've been getting better sleep lately, but during the day, things get unpleasant.

I think that the most stressful thing in my life right now is how much I think. I think way to much about what to say to a few people in my life, and what not to say, and what I definitely shouldn't say so I don't get teased, and that really is exhausting. Also, I have to think of what to say to friends. Not all of them of course. I'm not one to fuss over clothes and hair and makeup and what kind of music I listen to very much, so that's good. Besides, everyone knows what kind of music I listen to already. KATE NASH. Also others, but she's my favorite British Buddy. The only thing I really spend my time thinking and stressing over is how to talk to people. Especially adults. I don't ever want to be offensive, and I try to be funny sometimes, and I just have to figure out peoples senses of humor, and if they have one, or if they're sense of humor is just teasing me for what I say. I hate that mostly. It makes me feel like crap. Sure, sarcasm is GREAT. I use it ALL the time, but there is definitely a point where it goes way too far, and thats when it can really make a person feel awful, especially if it comes from an adult you respect and look up too. Even just an adult. It just sucks.

Wow. I kinda poured a lot of crap out into that post.. Sorry about that. I'm debating just deleting it, but it felt great getting it all out. Good luck in your daily lives everyone, I'll post again soon. Maybe later today. Its nice to have my fingers fly across the keyboard letting out every word I can think of. Thanks for following and reading. Love you all!

Biggest Fear

After sixteen years of wondering and questioning what my biggest fear is, whether it be spiders, fire, death, barfing, whatever; I finally figured out what it is.

Sound.

Which is also my favorite thing in the world. So it kind of contradicts itself. Seriously though, think about it. Sounds can be horrifying. If you hear a hiss, you think SNAKE and panic, and maybe pee a little. If in the dead of night you hear a creak, and the bathroom door open, and a family member probably just has to relieve themselves, but in your head you think, oh no, what if they are sick?! and start panicking about that too. Well... I doubt you panic about that, but I sure do. Which makes it a terrifying sound. Or just creaks and squawks of the house at night, and you wonder, burglar, or creep? Or murderer. Or could that gurgley sound be maybe a zombie? You just don't know, do you.

Of course, sounds can also be the most wonderful things in the whole world! Like when you hear the oven beep, and you know, the cookies are ready! Or that jolly Ho Ho Ho of Santa! Or birds chirping. Or MUSIC for crying out loud!

Sometimes I just wish I could be deaf, so that I wouldn't have to think about all those horrible things that are sounds, but then I realize that would mean giving up music, and seeing as music is more important to me than food, or people even, I just don't think that would work out very well.

BUT, you can see where I say its my biggest fear. I hate bad noises. Nails on a chalk board, screeching wheels, screaming, barfing, zombies (Heh), murderers and burglars, etc. They are bad noises. That, is why sound is my biggest fear. But also biggest love.

Type Here:

www.yourworldoftext.com/pranksters

basically -- you just drag your mouse anywhere and type.

its relieving in a way. no one knows who it is. you just write your feelings. sometimes people are on
sometimes they aren't. you can just let stuff out. or write in general. its nice.

i like it.

its gratifying.

-kate

Just for Today...

I already posted this on my Facebook, but I really liked it so I decided to post it on here too.

Early in the morning of January 1st, my mom and I sat at the kitchen table, busying ourselves with newspaper comics and chewing our cereal, when my mom stumbled upon a 'Dear Abby' excerpt that she thought really would relate to my life. I read it, and indeed, it did. It isn't an actual letter written by someone to Abby, but just a little something that was in that general 'Dear Abby' corner of the paper. I almost feel like perhaps.. It was written just for me...?

Just for Today: I will live through this day only. I will not brood about yesterday or obsess about tomorrow. I will not set far-reaching goals or try to overcome all of my problems at once. I know that I can do something for 24 hours that would overwhelm me if I had to keep it up for a lifetime.

Just for Today: I will be happy. I will not dwell on thoughts that depress me. If my mind fills with cloluds, I will chase them away and fill it with sunshine.

Just for Today: I will accept what is. I will face reality. I will correct those things that I can correct and accept those I cannot.

Just for Today: I will improve my mind. I will read something that requires effort, thought, and concentration. I will not be a mental loafer.

Just for Today: I will make a conscious effort to be agreeable. I will be kind and courteous to those who cross my path, and I'll not speak ill of others. I will improve my appearance, speak softly, and not interrupt when someone else is talking. Just for today, I will refrain from improving anybody but myself.

Just for Today: I will do something positive to improve my health. If I'm a smoker, I'll quit. If I am overweight, I will eat healthfully -- If only just for today. And not only that, I will get off the couch and take a brisk walk, even if it's only around the block.

Just for Today: I will gather the courage to do what is right and take responsibility for my own actions.

I guess I can call these bold things my new years resolutions? But, not all at once. I have the whole of 2011 to work on these, and the rest of my life too, while I'm at it.

Happy New Years my dear friends, may it be fruitful and joyous! I hope we all accomplish something brilliant, and I love you all!